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Country Rubbish.

Walking through the woods on Dartford Heath on my way to Fairyland I came across an old motor van. Some one had tried to hide it with branches pulled from the young trees. The trees were looking sorry for themselves and I became very angry. Why did the young trees have to suffer? Some vandal wanted to get rid of an old van that was very rusty as I saw when I pulled the branches away from it?

The number plates had been taken off of the vehicle and some person had dumped the van here instead of taking it to a brokers yard. The van could have been used for salvage not to disturb the beauty of the woods. What made matters worse the culprit had let the old motor oil run onto the floor of the woods. Nothing would grow here for a very long time. On inspection I saw that the battery had been taken out of the van. Probably this was to sell, as lead that is used in batteries is very expensive.

I marked the spot and went on to see the Fairy Queen, Feeana, Queen of all the Fairies. I did not have to wait long as Her Majesty was expecting my visit. We spoke about the old van that was in the woods of Fairyland and how to punish the person that had dumped it there. I asked Her Majesty to wait until it was dark and then to magic the van to the Police Station where we would leave it for the Police to find.

In the morning of the next day I walked along the road to the Police Station. The Police were checking the van over. They took fingerprints from the steering wheel and the hand brake also the gear lever. Another Policeman looked and found the vehicle number that is printed on the chassis and also a number is to be found on the motor block. On seeing this I went back home and on the following days I read the newspapers to see whether the owner of the van had been found.

The following Saturday there was a small article saying that a man had been arrested for dumping a vehicle outside of the Police Station. A month later there was to be a court case. I decided that I would attend the hearing and see what kind of sentence the man would get from the local Magistrate.

The day of the hearing arrived and I was one of the first to go into the building as it was opened. Other people joined me and soon there were a small number of people attending. The Police led in a man that was well dressed. Then the Magistrate and the clerk of the court appeared and the case was opened.

The first question to the arrested man was, do you own the vehicle? He said yes it was one of his vehicles that he had sent to be scrapped at the local breakers yard. He had no idea of how it came to be parked outside the Police Station. The case dragged on and in the end the Magistrate fined the man one hundred pounds and threatened that if such a case was to come before the courts again it would not be a fine but a term of imprisonment. I left the courtroom and went to the woods to tell Her Majesty of the man’s punishment. We agreed that in future the Fairies would take over the punishment of any person or persons dumping rubbish on the Dartford Heath.

I went then with Her Majesty to the woods where the man had let the oil on to the ground. With her magic wand Her Majesty removed all traces of the oil and then with another wave of her wand the young trees were given back all of the branches that the man had used to hide the van. Now in this part of the Heath all is as it should be and no one uses it as a rubbish dump any more.

Later I heard that the man had gone broke it seemed that he had no luck with his business. As I say it does not pay to meddle with the Fairies and Fairyland. I should think that he still wonders how the old van came to be outside the Police Station.